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Room For One More

the church bell tolls

empty the hearse

I can't forget her final curse

 

sods fill the grave

I hear her words

in the elms shriek angry birds

 

they've all gone now

it starts to snow

her spirit just wont let me go

 

I rarely sleep

my life is tough

they didn't bury her deep enough

 

ten years go by

her plot's run wild

today's the funeral of our ch...

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Broomstick Baby

she used to set me on fire

her eyes lit my every day

that touch a breath of silk

voice so alluring and fey

 

magic slipped into reverse

our love shrinks unspoken

chemistry fell out of kilter

her fairy wand has broken

 

careless now, her moods

weaving so casual gashes,

disdain on that elfin face,

a tongue with fifty lashes

 

bored and up to mischief

n...

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Hoard

The allotments will never be the same.

Fred was digging a new bed when he

Found it,

Uprooting silver collars, bracelets, armlets

Finger rings too along with

Amber beads not unlike flax seeds.

Mutterings of treasure trove sprout darkly

In the other sheds where his

Neighbours want their share but

Greenhouses grow security guards now while

Worst of all

Parsnips and pe...

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